Land urged us

A curse fell from fate’s lips - my Land is weak

Vulture ripping his body with its hooked beak

So-called children, Land urged us to come

To regain the honor grated into crumb

Your stance is in hump like a camel of the desert

I never knew you are a thing to be preserved

I shouted ‘Not patriot’ banging my chest

Can one love when free will is aggressed?

With a belch of bitter breath, I moaned

Till your starless skies were domed

My roots call. I come to save myself

I’ll fear this storm with you together

Blink of eye and we are the white page

Climb the ridge, roar free from your cage

Time has come. Tack on your horse,

Run this desert head to toe

Revolution, spread your scent

Revive that spring with saffron red